Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, read more

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, come down.
That stars that in September/Looked through the mournful rain/Now set their sight again/Upon a world half night, half light
Men of distant years have said/That much depends on change of seasons/On solstices and equinox/And they have given reasons.
I disagree./Too much turns on inadvertence/On what seems to be/An accident of hand and knee/A chance sunrise/A glance of eyes.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

And one by one in turn, some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake.

And one by one in turn, some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake.

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, read more

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.

Be the change you want to see in the world.

Be the change you want to see in the world.

Things do not change, we do.

Things do not change, we do.

Shrine of the mighty! can it be,
That this is all remains of thee?

Shrine of the mighty! can it be,
That this is all remains of thee?

If you're old, don't try to change yourself, change your environment.

If you're old, don't try to change yourself, change your environment.

Still ending, and beginning still.

Still ending, and beginning still.